A/N: Hey guys, so new chapter up pretty quick, lets see how you like it.

Disclaimer: Supernatural, no. Kia and Alyssa, yes.


Sam put his phone in his pocket and looked up at his brother; Dean sat looking at him, an expression on his features that was both amused and incredulous.

"What?"

"Smooth, man, real smooth. The stammering goodbye is a real chick magnet." Dean shook his head and a grin appeared on his face.

"Shut up." Sam's irritable answer only served to make his brother grin all the more. Sam rose from the bed and picked up his jacket, shaking his head at the amused expression on his elder brother's face. "I'll see you later."

"Yeah sure." Dean was still grinning as Sam left the room.

When the door closed the grin disappeared and Dean picked up his phone, scrolling through his contact list until he found the number he wanted. The phone was answered on the third ring.

"Hey Bobby, I need your help with something."

As Sam approached the door to the twin's apartment he heard angry shouts coming from inside. He paused outside the door, not sure whether to knock or not.

"…I don't care if he promised or not; I didn't trust him." Sam recognised Alyssa's voice, her tone full of anger, intrigued, he listened carefully.

"You may not have trusted him but you didn't have to kill him!"

"It was self defence, the same way it's always been. I was looking out for us."

"He promised, he said he would forget that he ever saw us. It was needless."

"So what, it was a mistake then. Saving grace, remember?"

"Not any more, it wasn't a simple human mistake. You had every intent to kill him; he had a daughter for pities sake." Sam could hear the sadness in Kia's voice.

"You know what; I don't have to listen to this. I did what I had to."

Sam only just managed to step back from the door as it burst open; Alyssa stood there, her eyes blazing and her jaw set in fury. One look at Sam's face told her that he had heard the argument. She glared at him as she stepped out into the hallway.

"One word, Sam, just one and I swear I'll kill you now." Sam did not have a chance to reply before she stormed off towards the stairs and out of the building.

Sam turned when he heard movement behind him and saw Kia disappearing round the corner at the other end of the hallway. He jogged to catch up with her, dodging an elderly lady as he turned the corner. He saw a door marked 'Roof Access' that was swinging open and headed towards it.

When he got to the top of the stairs he saw Kia; she stood near the edge of the roof looking out over the city. Her dark hair blew softly about her, strands contrasting with the pale skin of her bare arms and the red of the strap top she wore. Her shoulders shook slightly as she fought back tears.

Sam approached her cautiously, not sure of her frame of mind.

"Kia?" Her head inclined slightly towards him but she did not look up at him. "Kia, what happened?" His voice was gentle.

"She killed him, the reporter. He promised to leave us alone and she killed him. We didn't even know his name." She bit her lip, fighting tears. "She tried to use what our dad always used to tell us, that we were only human and that was our saving grace. But it wasn't a mistake, not this time. We didn't even know his name…" A single tear spilled down her cheek and Sam reached for her. She allowed him to wrap his arms around her and buried her face against his chest; gentle sobs making her shoulders shake.

After a short while she stopped crying and wiped away her tears, but they did not break apart, remaining together, his arms surrounding her. A sudden wind blew up, replacing the previously gentle breeze. Sam felt the icy chill of it on his back as it cut through his jacket and watched as Kia's hair was whipped up, streaming behind her in dark strands. It was only a few seconds later that the rain began. It drove into Sam's back like icy needles, soaking his jacket through in seconds; he shivered as it ran from his hair and down his back, leaving an icy trail on his skin. He felt Kia shiver against him and looked down, meeting her eyes.

"We should probably go inside." Her voice was quiet and she smiled as he nodded in response and slipped out of his arms, moving quickly across the roof and slipping through the door. Sam followed her back down the hallway and into her apartment, shaking the water from his hair as he did so.

When they got to her apartment, she closed the door and looked at him, an amused expression on her features. Sam looked at her; he could still see sadness and guilt deep in her eyes. Anyone else might have missed it but Sam had lived with Dean his whole life and his brother was a master at putting on a brave face; Sam was used to looking for real emotions in someone's eyes when their expression did not quite tell the truth. He stopped studying her when she spoke, a smile on her face.

"I think you might have got a bit damp." The smile was replaced by an impish grin as she eyed his soaked hair and clothes.

"Yeah." Sam could not help smile back, then he noticed that apart from a few droplets of water in her hair and some on her arms, Kia was almost completely dry. "Hang on, how come you're not soaked too?" The disbelief was clear in his voice.

The grin got broader. "You make a pretty good weather shield." She giggled as he shook his head in disbelief. "Ill get you a towel." She disappeared into her bathroom and Sam took off his soaked jacket, carefully hanging it on a peg on the back of the door. Kia reappeared and handed him a small towel which he ran over his hair, rubbing away the worst of the water. She stretched out her hand for the towel and he held it out.

As he passed it to her, Sam's fingers brushed hers. Gently he ran his fingers over the back of her hand. Uncertain, he looked up, his eyes meeting hers, her lips had parted as though she was about to speak, but she said nothing.

Sam heard the towel fall to the floor as she released it, her fingers turning instead to run along his palm, intertwining briefly with his. Gently he trailed the tips of his fingers up her arm, feeling the water droplets that lay on her skin. He moved towards her, they were mere inches apart now, and he could feel the warmth of her breath through the thin fabric of his shirt. Sam saw Kia's gaze flicker down to his lips and raised his hand to caress the gentle curve of her cheek.

She looked up at him and Sam felt her hand trail up his arm and rest on the back of his neck, he gave in to the gentle pressure and lent down, his lips meeting hers. The kiss was soft and Sam caught the scent of strawberries once again. It was driving him crazy. His hand moved to her hair, his fingers entwining in the dark strands, he pulled her closer, his arm wrapping around her body, Kia wrapped her arms around his neck and their kiss became deeper.

Taking hold of the edge of her shirt he slipped it over her head and slipped the strap top from her body. He ran his hand over her skin, marvelling at how smooth it was, and raised his arms as she slipped his shirt over his head, shivering in pleasure as she ran her fingers down his back, her lips moving over his neck leaving electric trails on his skin as she kissed away the rain.

She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him across the room, they stumbled through her bedroom door, laughing as they nearly crashed into the door frame and Sam slammed the door closed before pulling Kia close, feeling her wrap herself around him as he lifted her and moved towards the bed.

He looked down at her, taking in dark hair and pale skin, the scent of strawberries and the sound of her breathing assailed him and he buried his face in her hair, surrendering himself to his senses.

A/N: So what do we think?